Author: KellyK
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More Than a Name
Family history often begins with names, dates, and places. A person is born. A person marries. A person dies. The facts are recorded, but the life behind them is often missing. For many years, my great-grandfather was little more than a name on a family tree. It was only when I began researching my great-grandmother…
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The Wild of the Winter
The wild of the winter appeared out of nowhere. It stepped from the vastness of the bush and moved toward the middle of the highway. We were driving through snow flurries that night. The road ahead was dark, with only the sweep of headlights catching the snow as it crossed in front of us. Then…
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A Frightful Moment
One dark, chilly winter evening, I was out walking the dog. The glow from the street poles helped light the way. The dog sniffed the ground as we walked. I looked toward the next street and saw what I thought was a dog running toward us. Suddenly, it stopped. I stopped too, leash in hand.…
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Mystery of the Pack
One winter day while walking with my dog Candy down a trail we frequently used, I stopped to take a break. Candy sniffed the ground and chewed on a piece of bark from a birch branch. As I looked across the frozen lake, I could see dogs walking around on the other side. My attention…
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Bear Sighting
I remember going blueberry picking with my mom and grandma as a kid. It was a sunny, warm day, and we walked across the road from my grandma’s driveway to the blueberry hill. I stayed close so I could still see them. One time though, I wandered farther away and lost sight of them. What…
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The Silver Birch
For some reason, I have always liked birch trees. When I was a young girl, my dad made a hanging swing from a birch tree branch for my brother and I at our childhood home. It is easy to remember because of a picture of me on that swing in that yard. One of my…